This scene was extremely shocking. Yan Qing, Yan Aotian, and the three elders were all in a state of petrification. Looking at the young man who looked like a god of war, they couldn't react for a long time.--.
With 70% momentum, with such pressure, even the weight can easily crush the saint. An ant like Emperor Wu can directly crush...
In short, even the third elder would not feel comfortable facing such a momentum, and he had to use his holy energy to resist it.
However, at this time, it was cut open by a young man who was at the beginning of the Martial Emperor level.
Doesn't that mean that the momentum possessed by this young man can already be compared with Yan Aotian?
"That's not Wu Yuan, it's thoughts!"
Yan Aotian's pupils suddenly dilated, and his heart was extremely shocked.
The power of thought, commonly known as coercion, momentum, and aura, can be said to be possessed by everyone. As the strength increases, this power of thought will become stronger, and it can even be condensed into substance.
However, the power of thoughts is invisible. Although it can crush a person's mind and destroy beliefs, it is completely ineffective against people of the same level. It cannot be used as a means of attack and can only be used to oppress people of lower levels.
When a person reaches a certain level of strength, has access to the seven orifices of the 'Tao Core', and is able to connect with the world through his body, his thoughts will be able to show their essence.
Of course, this kind of essence is not powerful. Perhaps, it can only be more powerful than ordinary martial arts at most.
Such as Yan Aotian, he is powerful, and there is no doubt that his pressure can be used as a murderous weapon.
However, there is just a Martial Emperor in front of him. Why does he have substantial thoughts, and he is so tyrannical that he can actually defeat 70% of his pressure.
At this moment, Yan Aotian thought of the White Tiger clan.
In this world, only people from the White Tiger clan can do this, using the pressure of their thoughts as their main attack energy, and they are at the ultimate level of power.
If it is the ultimate intention of the Martial Emperor, then it is still possible to resist his own pressure.
After all, his strength is not his mind, and he does not need to deliberately temper the pressure of his mind, because even if he tempers it further, it is absolutely impossible to achieve the ultimate power like the White Tiger clan. The most important thing is
Yes, he has more powerful means than Ultimate Thought.
Therefore, this pressure is just accumulated through cultivation.
"No, this is not the aura and pressure of the White Tiger clan, he is the human clan!"
Soon, Yan Aotian denied his suspicion again.
No matter what, it is absolutely impossible for a human race to possess the ultimate coercive talent of the White Tiger clan.
Moreover, he felt that what this young man possessed was not pressure or momentum...
Rather, the will to fight.
Over thousands of years, only one person has cultivated the will to fight, and that is the Great Sage Zhan Tian.
Countless people want to learn from him, but they all end in failure.
"Could it be..."
His heart jolted as he thought of a possibility.
Last time, he also heard that the Zhantian inheritance would be inherited by others, so even if Yan Qing sneaked out, he did not stop him. However, it was later reported that he had obtained it for a person named After Shadow.
..
Based on the description of the afterimage of the Blood Demon, Yan Aotian could vaguely determine where that person came from.
That blood-red energy can only be possessed by people in one place...
"Could it be that he is an afterimage!"
Yan Aotian's eyes narrowed and he scanned Feng Hao's body, but he did not find the presence of that aura. "Could it be covered up in a special way?"
His face was cold, his eyes flashed with fierce and murderous intent, and waves of shocking aura slowly spread out. The space around him was shaken by terrifying cracks, revealing a flowing space.
"don't want!"
Feeling the overwhelming murderous intent, Yan Qing's delicate body trembled, and she appeared in front of Feng Hao, screaming miserably.
"presumptuous!"
Yan Aotian shouted coldly, and with a huge momentum, he pulled Yan Qing aside, and then a bolt of thunder shot out from his eyes and hit Feng Hao directly.
"Breaking the Sky!"
Feng Hao didn't hesitate at all. He used the power of fighting spirit, the power of stars, the blue energy, and the power of thunder to form a broad sword and directly faced the thunder.
"Tsk!"
Caused by this thunder, the surrounding space was marked with dark traces. It rushed towards him. The broad sword resisted it and shattered directly. The thunder struck Feng Hao's chest, directly piercing through it, causing blood to bloom.
It exploded, and the person was thrown away by the huge force, falling a hundred meters away, lying in a pool of blood, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
"No!"
Like a cuckoo weeping blood, Yan Qing rushed towards Feng Hao desperately. Looking at the young man who had a blood hole in his chest and was bleeding, her eyes were full of tears, dripping down, and she asked in a trembling voice.
, "Feng Hao, Feng Hao, are you okay?"
"Ahem,..."
Supported by her, Feng Hao's face was as golden as paper. He coughed out a few mouthfuls of blood. He forced a comforting smile on his lips and said weakly, "Don't worry Qing'er... I... I'm still...
Can't die..."
The thunder was extremely concentrated and powerful. However, although it pierced his chest, the wound it caused was not very large. Although he was seriously injured at this time, the injury was not fatal.
Of course, if the thunder suddenly explodes when it penetrates, then Feng Hao's whole person will be crushed to pieces and directly killed.
Of course, this does not mean that Yan Aotian missed it, but that he did it deliberately, which just made Feng Hao lose his ability to resist.
However, he overlooked one thing. Feng Hao possessed the Shennong Pharmacopoeia and was a veritable heaven-level pharmacist.
Although the trauma was severe, Feng Hao, who had experienced Nirvana, recovered at a speed beyond human imagination. It can be said that even without pharmacopoeia treatment, such a trauma could be recovered naturally with his physical constitution.
This is the benefit after Nirvana.
In just a short time, the injured meridians in his body had almost recovered.
At this time, Yan Aotian walked towards the two of them with a cold face.
If he can no longer see the relationship between the two people in front of him, he is blind.
If this young man is really the afterimage of the Blood Demon, then this matter will be troublesome...
If word spread, even he wouldn't be able to protect Yan Qing's safety.
"Ouch,..."
The little black dragon suspended in the sky roared angrily, and the endless thunder and lightning around it was controlled by it, rushing towards Yan Aotian like a violent storm, trying to stop his progress.
However, it naturally cannot hurt him at all. The lightning attribute is his strength.
His speed did not slow down, and he walked towards Feng Hao, ignoring the attack of the little black dragon.-- .
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